Xianzun's little snake is sweet and flirtatious

In the human world, on the site of the Divine Beast Gate, in a fence, a dancer and the proprietress held a handkerchief, chatting and laughing, it looked like they were gossiping.

Dancer: "Do you have any information?"

The proprietress: "There is a letter from the Divine Beast Gate, asking all the brothels on this street to select their most beautiful girls and young men and send them there, saying that they want to give a birthday performance to an elder in the gate."

The dancer smiled like a flower: "Fuck the fuck, I just came from the grain and oil store, and the Divine Beast Sect forcibly purchased a large amount of food, and the price they gave was so low that it was clearly a robbery. In my opinion, they are clearly hoarding supplies. At that time, when the mountain protection formation is opened, the mountain will become a paradise of its own, they will sing and dance, who will care about the life and death of these mortals down the mountain."

"Idiot." The proprietress chuckled and said, "The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest. The more they ignore mortals, the more likely they will stumble. Besides, the foundation of monks lies in mortals. If they do this, they will cut their own way. "

The dancer also laughed: "Who says no? I've been to many places, and there are quite a few idiots like this. It's because of these short-sighted guys that the Three Realms School promoted by the Great Immortal Venerable is full of obstacles, so that the relationship between the Three Realms is still deadlocked. .”

She stood up, clapped her hands and straightened her clothes, and said, "No more talking, I'm leaving."

The proprietress asked, "Where else are you going?"

The dancer said: "It's gone, your place is the last one, I know the movements of all the sects in the human world, so I'll tell the main body now."

The proprietress nodded, and looked at her hand, where there was a pair of terrifying hand bones, with traces of gray and dead air.

She said: "Although everyone is the same person, please tell the main body, be careful, don't take it off, I don't want to die with him, if possible, I hope I can become a "seed"."

The lady proprietress raised her eyes to look at the dancer, what kind of shadow was reflected in her black and white pupils, it was clearly a bone snake!

"Don't think about it." The dancer spread her hands: "With the hands of the master of the underworld, using the body as the medium, all of our clones outside will be injected with dead energy, corroded and transformed into ghost bone snakes. Which of our clones do you think is capable of resisting?" The death energy of the Underworld Lord? With death energy, he is the Underworld Lord's dog, how can he be a "seed" to continue living."

The proprietress’s mouth twitched, and she said regretfully: “If I had known today, we should have collectively agreed to hug Xuanhui’s thigh when all our avatars held a voting meeting, not to mention his strength at the level of a demon king, just look at his self-contained sun.” The property of purification, wouldn't it be nice to be a licking dog?"

The dancer thought it was true: "No, it's better now, I couldn't find anyone, and I turned myself into a ghost. Everyone is responsible for breaking the feudal superstition."

The dancer disappeared with a wave of her hand, and a drunk guy walked by with her left foot and her right foot. With a wave of the proprietress's hand, the bones of her hand were covered up again into a white and soft hand. : "Come here, take out all the good wine and meat treasured by the servant's family. The turmoil outside will definitely not be a climate. Everyone eats and drinks well, and everything will pass after getting drunk."

There was a booing downstairs, the silk and bamboo orchestra sounded again, the dancers on the stage were graceful, and the singing was melodious. Everything was the same as usual, as if it was still a peaceful and prosperous age.

Hoarse and strangely screaming ghost soldiers rushed here, and the abandoned people ended their life as "human beings" in a drunken dream without suffering much.

The proprietress took off her gauze skirt, and the mirror as tall as a person reflected her rapidly changing appearance.It's Mr. Shen.

Then this human figure also disappeared, and she, or rather he, changed back to its original form, burrowed into the dark and hidden underground, and continued to spy on all the troubles in this place.

Three small bone snakes crawled on top of a huge bone snake, wriggled and merged into it, and reunited into one.

"It's really miraculous." A soft and soft voice sounded, and came eagerly: "I have seen many monsters, and it is rare for you to be so capable."

The huge bone snake glowed with purple light, and shrank into a human shape. Mr. Shen moved his hands and feet, and handed over Tan Huan in a graceful manner, saying: "Thank you for your compliment, I lost my composure. I really just became a dead ghost. Not very flexible yet."

Tan Huan sized him up: "Just looking at your style, I really can't tell if you are a human or a demon."

Mr. Shen took out his folding fan and shook it, and said to himself that I am a professional at pretending: "Xiao Ke has always loved the human world, and she can't help but imitate her words and deeds. I'm laughing at you."

"You are so humble." Tan Huan covered his mouth and smiled, "The books written by Mr. Shen back then, whether it was poems, songs, or even scripts, were all the rage. All talented scholars in the world should die of shame."

"It's terrible." The old voice moved from far to near: "Why did my old man become a ghost? I still want to see you young people flirting with each other. Can you take care of the eyes of the elderly."

Mr. Shen followed the prestige and saw an old man approaching with a person on his shoulders. He lowered his eyes calmly to hide his astonishment—the old man was resisting for the same reason!

Gathering his mind, Mr. Shen cupped his hands and asked modestly: "Your junior has met senior, are you?"

"Boy, don't you tell the old man your family name first?" The old man put the story aside and stroked his beard.

Mr. Shen: "Sorry, I'm sinking Shen Aotian."

The old man nodded and waved his hands: "Before the old man was alive, people called me old monster Li Feng."

Mr. Shen hurriedly said sorry and disrespectful, and there was a storm of memories in his mind. Finally, he remembered in a corner that he had seen this name when he was investigating Guqing back then. This old man is Master Guqing!

Wow, what the hell? Was this stabbed in the back by his master who had been dead for many years? !Underworld Lord Niubi, the hidden stakes are all buried here, who would have thought of this? !

The breath behind him made him not think too much, and he hurriedly bowed his hands together with Tan Huan Li Feng to salute, and said: "I have seen the Lord of the Underworld."

Numerous white bones protruded from the ground to form a chair, and the Lord of the Underworld sat on it, with gray flames burning in the two eye sockets of the skull.

"You are all back, very good, how are things going?"

Li Feng thought in his heart that you have been watching Lao Tzu all the time, and now you are pretending to ask a fart, but you don't show it on your face, and cupped your hands and said: "Report to Lord Ming, so the body has been brought back."

Tan Huan also bowed, and said: "I have informed the Three Realms of the news of Gu Qing's death. Without the rule defenders, I believe that the Three Realms will soon be chaotic."

Mr. Shen followed: "I know the dynamics of all parts of the Three Realms." He detailed the information he had collected.

Tan Huan chuckled: "Mr. Shen's information is a little behind. I only let them know about Gu Qing not long ago. What happened after that?"

Mr. Shen instantly raised his head to look at Lord Underworld, this tyrant will not keep useless people!Cold sweat broke out in a flash!